Writing My Heart

I know how much I NEED to write right now.  But I noticed an unfamiliar feeling as I felt prompted to quit wasting time on facebook and start working on the posts that have been swirling around my mind for the past few weeks.  It was fear.  Fear?  Why would I be afraid to do something I love so much, something that always helps me put life in perspective and sometimes, I like to think, it even helps someone else?

I think it is because after childbirth, my heart is WIDE open and overflowing.  I'm afraid I won't be able to fit it on paper, that I won't be able to do justice to what I have experienced.  My words won't be adequate, but my heart demands that I try.